Chapter 119: Target and Substitute Name

Feng Mu let out a sound of surprise, not understanding where he had slipped up.

He asked humbly, "How did you see through it? Can you tell me?"

The receiver looked down at the headless corpse of Dark-skinned Number Two lying in the mud, probably thinking he was going to die anyway, so there was nothing left to hide.

Perhaps he wanted to expose Feng Mu's true colors before dying, to prove he wasn't completely kept in the dark, at least different from the brainless idiot on the ground, which would make him feel better inside.

In short,

he candidly answered Feng Mu's questions.

"The Puppet Mother and her enslaved claws are all degenerate heretic scum, yet although they desecrate the living, they never desecrate corpses."

The receiver paused, pointed at Dark-skinned Number Two's corpse, and said in a deep voice,

"They won't crush people's heads; they cherish the living's bodies, especially their heads, because without a head, they can't make human puppets."

Feng Mu scratched the brow of his Goat Mask and said very seriously, "Thank you for the explanation. I'll ask Senior Brother to leave your head for me later."

The receiver let out a cold laugh, disdaining the hypocrisy Feng Mu showed.

He refused, "No, I ask you to destroy my corpse later, so my corpse won't be stolen by the Puppet Mother's scum, or snatched away by those corpse-fishers of the Ghost Radio."

"Ghost Radio, corpse-fishers?" Feng Mu's heart stirred; he had heard some strange terms again.

He was now even more certain that behind this seemingly scientific city of steel-reinforced concrete lay a huge and mysterious shadow.

He carefully observed the receiver's expression, noticing that when the receiver mentioned the Puppet Mother, a flash of strong disgust appeared in his eyes; and when mentioning the corpse-fishers, his gaze was filled with dread and deep fear.

"I can tell you'd rather be made into a human puppet by the Puppet Mother than be taken away by the corpse-fishers."

Feng Mu chuckled lightly, but seeing the receiver only cold laugh, seemingly not intending to elaborate further, he didn't dig too deeply into it.

He had never been a very curious person; as long as it didn't concern him, he could let others do as they pleased and treat it as nonexistent.

Instead, She Mian beside him twisted his neck, seeming very interested in the stories from the receiver's mouth.

"Pity, this 【Team Building】 was initiated by the junior disciple; I can't overstep my bounds, otherwise I'd definitely make this person spill all the secrets in his stomach."

Gong Qi thought this way in his heart; he had always been the most curious among the senior brothers, the one who loved to get to the bottom of things the most.

"Fine, since you've made such a request, I'll properly handle your corpse." Feng Mu readily agreed to the receiver's request.

To some extent, he was still quite easy to talk to, especially toward the dying; his mind was especially broad, always able to give understanding and sympathy.

Under the She Mian mask, Gong Qi sighed regretfully, feeling his junior brother was still too merciful—that wasn't good, he'd have to change that later.

The receiver said again, "So, Feng Yuhuai wasn't secretly rescued by you; Feng Yuhuai is the one favored by the Puppet Mother?"

Feng Mu shrugged his shoulders and remained silent.

The receiver said again, "So, I didn't dig out your secrets at all; what I dug out were all your sister's secrets?"

Feng Mu pondered for three seconds and sighed, "You're overthinking it. I'm Feng Yuhuai's older brother; digging her secrets is the same as digging mine. What's the difference?"

The receiver was stunned, seeming to understand the deeper meaning in Feng Mu's words; he stared blankly at the Goat Mask, that disfigured face twisting into an extreme manic laugh.

"Wrong, wrong, I was completely wrong."

"You didn't stage it yourself to injure Feng Ju; this isn't a self-inflicted wound scheme; you really went all out to kill."

"You didn't save Feng Yuhuai, and you won't save Feng Yuhuai. If that email of mine is sent, if people from the Teaching really come after Feng Yuhuai, you won't save her; you'll only watch the show in secret. You want to use your sister as bait!"

"And if this truly draws the Puppet Mother and the E Corpse Teaching into a big fight, you'd probably laugh in your dreams, right?"

"Hahahaha, you really are your father's good son, your sister's good older brother, hahaha—"

The receiver laughed maniacally, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

"I was wrong, completely wrong. I'm just a fool you deceived. No, no, not just me; your father must have been deceived by you too, and your sister was deceived by you as well."

"I was deceived by you, so my death isn't unjust. But what about your father and your sister? When do you plan to send them down to keep me company?"

"By then, I'll have a good chat with them."

Feng Mu wasn't angered by the receiver's mockery; he calmly opened the computer, turned the screen toward the receiver, and said seriously,

"The words you yourself wrote in black and white just now—how can you go back on them?"

The receiver stared fixedly at Feng Mu, as if he had already guessed what Feng Mu was about to do.

He coldly laughed, "You want to send this email out. As expected, you want to use Feng Yuhuai to take the fall for yourself."

Feng Mu shook his head, reached out to tap the keyboard, made some slight changes to the email content, and said faintly,

"You guessed wrong again. It's true I want to use Feng Yuhuai to draw the E Corpse Teaching's fire, but that's not taking the fall. How can family be called taking the fall? That's called helping her grow."

She Mian Gong Qi listened beside him, completely baffled, feeling an unbearable itch of curiosity.

He walked over to help Feng Mu hold the computer steady; his gaze involuntarily wanted to glance at the computer, but in the end he restrained himself.

Under the Goat Mask, however, Feng Mu chuckled lightly: "Senior Brother, if you want to look, go ahead. Since I've entered the sect, we are family closer than blood. Among family, there are no secrets that must be hidden."

Actually, Feng Mu felt that rather than letting everyone hear things in a fog and guess afterward, it was better to let them see everything clearly.

【Team Building】 had already been joined; hiding secrets afterward would be too unforthcoming.

Moreover, the secrets in this email weren't truly Feng Mu's own secrets. Throwing out some unimportant secrets in exchange for the sect's trust was very worthwhile.

Moreover, afterward, using Feng Yuhuai as bait against the E Corpse Teaching would require the senior brothers and sisters to willingly pitch in.

She Mian quickly turned his head, eyes wide open, staring fixedly at the screen. Under the cover of the mask, Gong Qi's mouth corner slightly rose, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

Actually, it wasn't just Gong Qi; although the others in the room weren't very curious, upon hearing this, the corners of their mouths under their masks all curved up to varying degrees.

Gong Qi saw his junior brother's fingers dancing swiftly on the keyboard, deleting his own information with one keystroke, then without hesitation entering another person's name information.

Next, he made some adjustments and modifications to the minor details in the email.

Gong Qi's pupils shrank slightly; he seemed to have caught a glimpse of the clue within, and his gaze returned once more to the name above the information.

He secretly praised in his heart: "Junior Brother is indeed deep-minded and exceptionally cunning. Hehe, not bad, not bad. No wonder the Master took a fancy to him at first sight."

The receiver watched Feng Mu tapping away, altering the email content, his brow furrowed into a knot.

But Feng Mu didn't make this "dying man" wait too long. He typed the last character on the keyboard, lightly clicked the send button, and then said indifferently, "You think I'd send the email out without any changes?"

"You're hoping I'd do that, right? Pity, I won't be that foolish."

The receiver gritted his teeth: "You deleted all the content about yourself?"

Feng Mu smiled and said: "You got it right. Not only did I erase my own information, I also replaced it with another person's name. Why don't you guess whose name it is?"

End of Chapter